As a top doctor in the country and the world, Zhou Congwen had already thought of countless possibilities at the moment of percussion.

But every possibility that can be imagined is incompatible with the situation of the man in front of you. The location and area of ​​the percussion voiced are very strange, and it is definitely not pneumonia.

The professionalism cultivated over the years made Zhou Congwen forget everything and think intently, and even didn't hear the "ding dong" sound from the system sounded in his ears.

The man cooperated, and Zhou Congwen chatted with him without saying a word. This was also a habit that he had developed for many years in medical treatment. When conditions permit, he used all means to gain the trust of the patient.

After sending the patient to the X-ray room, Zhou Congwen stood outside and squinted his eyes to look at the screen.

The machine is very old, and the images are almost stuck step by step, and they are walking down step by step, and Zhou Congwen's eyes are becoming tighter and tighter.

A weird image appears on the screen.

yes……

Metal!

To be precise, it is a knife!

A knife in the chest!

I'm sorry! Zhou Congwen encountered this kind of thing for the first time. He immediately recalled that when he was doing an electrocardiogram for the patient, there was a sutured incision on his right chest wall.

The incision was like a centipede, and the suture level was very average. Zhou Congwen could even guess that after the suture, the surgeon was very irresponsible and did not even match the skin.

Before seeing this knife, Zhou Congwen thought it was just an ordinary cutaneous trauma. Who would have thought that there was a knife in the patient's chest cavity?

Even the man who once stood at the peak of surgery was shocked.

"What is this?" The radiology doctor was also shocked. He pointed to the screen and asked in surprise.

"Foreign object." Zhou Congwen gave an accurate nonsense.

He didn't say it was a blade, and it was probably possible that the radiologist could see it himself, but he couldn't believe his eyes, so there was such a problem.

Can there be a knife in your body out of thin air? This is simply too fantasy and impossible to happen.

The knife was stabbed so deeply that the entire knife was left in the chest and must come to the hospital.

The remaining questions are very easy to think about. Zhou Congwen was particularly helpless. Which rash man did the suture? He didn’t even take a chest X-ray. If he didn’t take a movie or investigate, how could he be a doctor!

In 2002, after the university's enrollment was expanded, the first three batches of medical students flocked to the hospital, and there were new doctors everywhere, and the group was full of vitality.

But vitality also has its disadvantages, and a large number of young doctors will definitely have problems on the clinical frontline.

But... the question in front of me was simply outrageous, so outrageous that even an old doctor like Zhou Congwen, who had countless diseases, did not expect it.

"Doctor Zhou, what should I do?" The radiologist was also irritated, and he whispered to discuss with Zhou Congwen.

"Do what you should do." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

He comforted the patient a few words and asked from the side what happened that year.

In fact, it was not the year, but last December. At that time, the man and his father-in-law had an argument over some things, so they started to take action.

Is the son-in-law coming to the house? I am sure that I am angry, and I don’t have to think about it. My father-in-law drank wine and stabbed the man’s right chest wall with a knife.

Everyone was drinking and was a little confused. So the man didn't say much about the details, but said that he was sent to the emergency department of the Third Hospital and sent to the Department of Cardiac and Thoracic Surgery.

It seemed that it was a stitching made by a young Doctor Wang. At that time, the father-in-law was still talking and laughing with her arms around her.

Men only remember these things.

Wang Qiang...a shaky knife in his chest, didn't he have eyes?

Blind!

Zhou Congwen was particularly helpless.

However, the patient is alive and has only occasionally intermittent pain, and the matter also involves the complex relationship between his father-in-law and his son-in-law.

So Zhou Congwen didn't want to solve this problem.

Treating diseases means curing diseases. Other things should not be managed by doctors at all. Zhou Congwen is good at simplifying complex things and slashing them with a rough and direct knife. He splits all the mess in half, and the worries will be gone.

But things are not that simple.

It is difficult for a clean official to make a decision on family affairs, so let alone a doctor. If you meddle in other people's business, you will be struck by lightning.

The emergency department sent the patient to the cardiothoracic surgery department. Zhou Congwen squatted outside and took a piece of white Ganoderma lucidum. He wandered around for a few minutes and left enough time for Wang Qiang on duty before he slowly walked to the department.

"Where are you going?" Liu Xiaobing stood outside the ward. Seeing Zhou Congwen coming over without panic, he asked very seriously.

"Things are a bit complicated. You really want to deliver food to me." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

"Medical accidents, don't be so implicit." Liu Xiaobing shook his head gently, and his hair was flying with his shawl.

"How do you know?"

"You will know when you look at your expression." Liu Xiaobing said very seriously, but in the blink of an eye, his serious expression disappeared, and he said with a smile, "Just just now, the patient came up and whispered to your doctor Wang, and he knew that there must be something shameful. You will believe it if you cheated you. It's really naive."

“…”

"It's certain now that it's a medical accident." Liu Xiaobing looked at Zhou Congwen's eyes with a smile.

"It has nothing to do with you, hurry up and go back." Zhou Congwen said helplessly.

The little landlord is quirky, but he has no intention of appreciating interesting souls, and that knife is the key point.

"I'm sending you breakfast, but I won't participate in the mess in your hospital. It won't work if I don't come. My mother said that if I don't come, I'll drive me away. Tell me, why do I feel like you are your biological child?" Liu Xiaobing nagged with some displeasure, "Where are you going to eat here or go to the duty room?"

Zhou Congwen thought for a while, "I'll eat a few buns here."

"Hey, are you a little nurse you like? I'm afraid that my impact will not be good when I enter the ward." Liu Xiaobi asked with blinking eyes.

"I'm afraid of you." Zhou Congwen picked up a bun and ate it in one bite, chewed it for a few bites and swallowed it.

"Slow down, how many adults don't care about eating. Be careful of foreign esophageal objects. Can you do a gastroenteroscope for yourself, and can you get foreign esophageal objects for yourself?"

"I can do it for myself even if my heart radiofrequency ablation surgery is not a problem." Zhou Congwen swallowed it voraciously.

It was working hours that Zhou Congwen was a little uncomfortable with the scene of a "virtuous" girlfriend standing beside him, so he took the time to finish eating and drove Liu Xiaobi away.

This girl is really gone. She had dinner together yesterday and begged her to do something, but today she actually brought her food. Zhou Congwen seized the time to eat, and it was time to go to work, so that her gossip colleagues could see that it was bad.

The elevator sounded, and a tall figure strode towards him.

Wang Chengfa saw Zhou Congwen standing in the corridor eating buns with voracious smile on his face. The smile on his face froze and disappeared. Then he curled his lips and snorted coldly, "What a doctor is not like, what a doctor."

"I've eaten your rice, why are you so fierce!"

Before Zhou Congwen could speak, Liu Xiaobei stepped forward, raised his head and looked straight at Wang Chengfa, and said with a fierce look.

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Note: In Indian cases, I have always been worried. I can't see if the film is P. I can't imagine why the knife stays in the body and there is no pneumothorax. But this is the case in clinical practice. There are many things that cannot be imagined. Just write it out as gossip. Don't joke with fellow teachers.

In addition, the moderator asked me yesterday if I would like to update the update at the end of the month, and I saw Lord Wuxiang stubborn Niu saying that there are three monthly tickets... The new book period is so embarrassing. I used my toes to stumble. I endured it. I still have major changes. The climax chapters on the shelves have been replaced again and again. I have only felt satisfied recently. I won’t update this month. I will add it before it is released next month. It will definitely be!
Chapter completed!